The Dominance of Martial Arts: Starting from the Tiger Roaring Golden Bell

Chapter 90 Outer City
Early morning (9pm)
It should have been a quiet night, but the branch compound was brightly lit.

Countless strong men gathered in the compound, joking with each other, and from time to time strong men from outside would join in.

As they chatted, their eyes never left the main house in front of them with its closed door.

Inside the main house.

Qin Zhiming sat in the main seat and Di Yanfeng stood beside him.

On both sides of the chairs, the ones closest to the main seat are Zhang Yuhuai and Chen Youhuang.

Next in turn were Uncle Wei, who was in charge of the branch gang rules, Huang, the accountant who held the branch account book, and Uncle Bi, the gray-haired man who represented the old gang members.

"Who agrees with what I just said? Who disagrees?"

Looking at Qin Zhiming who was drinking tea from the cup, Uncle Wei hesitated and said:

"Captain, I'm not objecting.

There is no problem in notifying every household not to drink raw water. I believe the local people will have no objection.

It’s just that they are not allowed to support their relatives who have come to seek refuge here, and outsiders are not allowed to come in. This is a bit...”

"Inhumane? Do you know what's going on outside now?

As we walked along today, we saw filth all over the outer city area, rats and insects were rampant, and every household stayed indoors.

If one of us is infected with the plague and it spreads to us...”

"Captain, isn't that a bit alarmist?

I've heard from others that everyone in the outer city has money now, and they've defeated the Jingtao Gang, and now have so much money that they don't know where to spend it.

In this situation, it would be fine if we don't allow the people in our area to go out and make money, but why can't we allow outsiders to come in and spend money?
As for the plague, who has seen it with their own eyes? I think this is a rumor deliberately spread by the Jingtao Gang.

This is to make everyone feel insecure and dare not travel on their own, so that they can take a breath.

Captain, you are still young. You should listen to others' opinions on some matters and not be blinded by one thing and act on your own."

Qin Zhiming stared at Mr. Bi who interrupted him and said nothing.

Zhang Yuhuai on his left stood up and pushed the door open.

Then he led the four people into the house.

“I believe everyone knows this person, the owner of Baifu Inn.

Please tell us what the neighbors have asked you to do recently."

The shopkeeper nodded:
"Recently, many neighbors have asked me to take them in and seek refuge with their relatives. They don't give them money, but just food."

"This is the guy he just hired today. Please tell us.

Why do you come here to beg for food when you have so much money out there? "

The man was wearing a gray short-sleeved shirt. He was not very old, but his face was covered with stubble.

He smiled bitterly:
“There is money to be made, but no life to spend. In today’s world, life is money, and being rich is a sin.

We killed the warriors, changed into the clothes of the Jingtao Gang, and went to the government to collect the reward.

The warriors killed us, claiming to be servants of the Bai family, and took our heads to the Jingtao Gang to claim the reward.

After a few exchanges, we and the warriors came to a complete standoff.

At night, when there were no government officials patrolling the streets, the warriors would cover their faces with black cloths and rob houses from house to house.

At first, someone suggested that the neighbors gather together and keep watch with crossbows.

But not long after, the man was pierced in the head by a crossbow arrow shot from the window in the middle of the night.

That’s right, exchanging soldiers for food, we have crossbows, so why don’t those warriors have them?

Later, the lucky ones, like me, had all their money robbed and were beaten up.”

The man lifted up his shirt, revealing bruises all over his body.

“Those who were unlucky, like my brother, were beaten to death.

My sister-in-law was abused to death, but my nephew was pitiful. He was thrown to death just after he learned to speak. You want money? If the person is gone, what is the use of money!!!"

At this point, the guy couldn't hold back any longer and burst into tears in public.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuhuai sighed, walked up to him, stuffed a silver ingot into his hand, patted him on the back, and asked the shopkeeper to take him away first.

At this time, Chen Youhuang ignored Mr. Bi, whose expression became increasingly ugly, and asked the one wearing a long gown among the remaining two people.

"Sir, why do you come here to be a lecturer?"

The gentleman looked normal:
“I have no food to eat, no work to do, so I have no choice but to come here.

Originally, I was the accountant of Wangyue Building. Ever since the fight between Jingtao Gang and the government, the business of our building has been getting worse and worse.

Later, even the shop assistants and the shopkeeper lost interest in their work and only wanted to kill people for money.

Killing any member of the Jingtao Gang would earn the guy a bounty that was higher than his monthly salary.

Why did he have to work so hard doing his original job?

I realized that the situation was not right, so I took the initiative to resign.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I left, the money-obsessed shopkeeper poisoned the food and killed four or five warriors of the Jingtao Gang.

The next day, Wangyue Tower was demolished by a bone-training warrior led by Jingtao.

The bone-training warrior deliberately left the shopkeeper alive and skinned his entire family to display to the public.

Before I came here, I heard that the shopkeeper was so scared that he went crazy and rolled around in the ruins of Wangyue Road all day long. "

"What does this have to do with your inability to find a job?" Accountant Huang couldn't help but ask.

Wangyue Tower is one of the best restaurants in the inner city. How could an accountant from a big restaurant not find a job?

The gentleman looked towards the accountant Huang.
"Where do I go to work? School?

When the incident in the county town just happened, the teachers of the private schools in the inner city were invited back to their homes by the dignitaries to continue teaching the children.

They don't need or think highly of me as an accountant.

Restaurant? The owner poisoned the restaurant that time, causing everyone in the inner city to be afraid to go to the restaurant to eat and drink.

Nowadays, those big restaurants only want to push people out and don’t want to recruit people in.

The people in the outer city are only thinking about making money. Even the children are thinking about shooting people with crossbows every day. Who wants to learn to read?

If it weren’t for Brother Hu who took a liking to me and was willing to take me in.

I'm afraid I would have ended up like those dead intellectuals, either dying miserably on the streets or spending my days and nights with a powerful crossbow thinking about killing people for money."

"Mr. Zhong, you are too polite. It is our honor to have you here.

We just can't find anyone at the moment, so we let you be a lecturer instead of a real one.

Once a more suitable candidate comes along, you can go back to your old job.”

When Qin Zhiming said this, his eyes were always on the accountant Huang.

This made him feel very uneasy. Although he knew how to do accounting, he could not compare with the accountant from the big restaurant in the inner city in terms of ability.

Others can see the trick in the account book in your hand at a glance.

Thinking of this, Huang Wushi, the accountant, who was staring at him, immediately said:
"I agree with Brother Hu's proposal. The situation outside is so complicated. If someone infected with the plague escapes in, the consequences will be disastrous.

Don't worry about the money, Brother Hu. The accountant will fully cooperate with you."

“I still disagree, these people might just be a few poor people out there.

Besides, they never mentioned the plague.

I insist on my opinion, the plague is nonsense! "

Seeing that the accountant Huang had turned against him, Mr. Bi became a little angry and raised his voice.

Qin Zhiming raised the corner of his mouth:
"Don't worry, there's still one person who hasn't spoken yet."

(End of this chapter)